
Blue Notes Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Swervin' the 911 Porsche up in sport mode I'm still smelling like weed walkin' in to
Court tho yea time is money and I got big goals
And I just wanna count us a blue notes and it's a risk to keep fuckin' with these
Broke hoes this really levels to the shit, man, you know
How it goes and I just wanna get rich and put the team
On Smokin' and drivin' down the coast, yeah
I'm blowin' smoke and I'ma keep rappin' so I ain't gotta keep
Sellin' dope one thing I pray for is to never go broke
Look at the fit, I spent a couple thousand on these clothes
And yeah, my bitch deserved diamonds, before I got her a rose and if I
Get a new whip, I want the lamb or maybe the rolls
And yeah, I had a talk with God and he told me don't fold
The feds watching, but yeah, I still get em gone
Yeah, the market high right now, but I still get him sold
And I can't even see your ass through a telescope
I'm in a whole nother bracket, another league, bro
Man, you crazy, you just like Steve-O and man, you gon' smell that weed everywhere
I go and still movin' bags through a Metro
And yeah, I'm still movin' shit off of Letgo and yeah, another pint gone, shout out Petro
I still stand on business, ain't gotta flex, though
Swervin' the 911, Porsche up in sport mode I'm still smelling like we walkin' in to court tho
Yea time is money and I got big goals and I just wanna count up some Blue Notes
And I just wanna count up some Blue Notes